Zhao Cheng knew exactly the kind of person his wife was. Hearing her talk like that, he immediately grinned and said, "Ah! Great! My wife, you have such a kind heart. It's just that mother probably still has some food, and if we send it now, it will just draw people's attention. It would be better to wait and see how things go before we act. My wife, you truly are the best."
"Enough with the flattery! I know you too well. You must have felt uncomfortable just now when you were brewing the wine, right? You're my husband, and it hurts me to see you in pain. After all, she's your mother. I couldn't be that heartless! Just now, I was afraid you'd say something inappropriate in a moment of weakness and put your aunt in a difficult position. With Erhu gone, your sister-in-law is already managing so much on her own at home; it's been tough enough. Let's not make her job any harder, otherwise, wouldn't we be too heartless!"
"Yes, my wife, you're absolutely right. I'll listen to you."